The love of my life,I thought I'd found you.But you turned out to be another scoundrel.No longer must I harm myself, Because you say I'm wrong.No more torture,For this silly sad love song.The crimson red has stopped,And all my cuts have healed.But you kept opening my biggest wound...My heart left bleeding all alone.I sealed it myself,By realizing you're not the one...And now I do my bidding of finishing our love song.